Shepard Fairey’s “May Day” show opened this past Saturday. The noise about Deitch Projects’ send-off has been near-deafening, amplified by Fairey’s rabidly targeted, heavily guarded, possibly illegal Houston Street mural and a handful of Music Hall of Williamsburg-instigated Band of Horses jokes. So the Derby Day event, and specifically Wooster Street, was mobbed. Mobbed like a street fair. Mobbed like one of the only times you’d ever sympathize with the pissy door guy. Mobbed like this was Splash Mountain and everybody was on April vacation.
But once you finally got inside, this is what you saw:
“Tom, who now lives in the Bronx, was raised on a plantation in the Delta. Emmett Till was one of his best friends. Indeed, he was with Till until about 7 p.m. on the horrible, legendary 1955 night when Till was murdered allegedly for whistling at a white woman.”
“At the center of the criticism is the chief articulator of Bush’s imperial presidency,” we reported in 1992, “the man who wrote the legal rationale for the Gulf War, the Panama invasion, and the officially sanctioned kidnapping of foreign nationals abroad.”
"While it's tempting to celebrate exuberantly the demise of yuppie culture and all the other horrendous phenomena of the Reagan/Thatcher/Koch era, capitalism is not notable for its equitable division of pain"